What’s Wrong with the Movies? by Aleister Crowley in Vanity Fair, Jul 1917.

“SUPPOSE that I make up my mind that one of Charles Condor’s painted women on a fan lacks distinctness? Do I call in Zuloaga to put a new head on her? Zuloaga will paint me in a fine head, no doubt; but he is certain to throw out the rest of Condor’s picture. In the realm of painting I much prefer Gauguin to John Lavery, but I should not ask the former to pain a Samoan head on the shoulders of the portrait of ‘Lady Platagenet-Tudor’ by the latter. Consider the diffident reverence with which a great artist like Sir A. Quiller-Couch finished a novel by Stevenson—and always from the master’s notes.” [via]